You're the One I Want by Shane Allison

purchased it from, but decided against it. Katiesha worked herself between my thighs, grinding her booty in my lap. If I had a dick, I would have been bone-hard that night.
    â€œWhat do you think I could get for a thousand?”
    Katiesha gyrated around slowly with a seductive expression on her face. “Pretty much anything you want, baby.” She gleamed. “What do you have in mind?”
    â€œHow about just talking?”
    â€œTalk? Talk about what?”
    â€œA mutual friend of ours.”
    â€œI don’t have any friends.”
    â€œThis bitch you would know. Bree Parker.”
    As soon as I mentioned Bree’s name, Katiesha gawked at me like it was a mortal sin to say Bree’s name in her presence. “Who the fuck are you?” She spoke with venom in her voice.
    â€œSomeone who wants to see Bree get exactly what she deserves.”
    Katiesha kept on dancing. “It’s been a hot minute since I last heard that name. You still haven’t told me who you are and what you want.”
    â€œI have a proposition for you.”
    â€œIs this some kind of joke? Did that bitch send you here to punk me?”
    â€œBree didn’t send me. I’m an old roommate of hers. We lived together back when she was stripping here at the club.”
    â€œOkay, and?”
    â€œShe always talked about how she couldn’t stand you.”
    â€œWell, the feeling was mutual. How is that stank pussy bitch anyway?”
    â€œWe can’t talk here. Meet me in the parking lot after your shift is over, and I’ll fill you in on everything. I drive a black Mustang. It’s parked in the back of the parking lot.” I handed Katiesha a fifty-dollar bill to let her know that I wasn’t fucking around. “And there’s plenty more where that came from if you’re interested.” I walked out of the back room, leaving Katiesha with her curiosity piqued.
    It felt good to breathe in some fresh air, to get away from the stench of period pussy and cigarettes. I waited almost two hours for Katiesha before she made her way out of the club, but I would have waited all night if it meant I would get what I came for. She was dressed from tip to tail in a black jacket, a black corset, and a black mini that was so short, you could see her fallopian tubes. Shehad on these eight-inch thigh-highs that I would have killed for. Black wavy weave came down over her shoulders.
    Ho couture, I thought. I unlocked the passenger-side door for Katiesha to get in.
    â€œDamn, these boots are killin’ me,” she said as she slid into the passenger seat.
    â€œYou know what they say: beauty is pain.”
    â€œShit. You ain’t never lied.”
    â€œYou hungry? There’s a Whataburger a block up the street. They have the best double cheeseburgers you ever want to sink your teeth into.”
    Katiesha was skin and bones, like she hadn’t eaten a month from Sunday. “You ain’t weird or anything, are you? I’m not into that kinky shit.”
    â€œI’m not weird, kinky, or crazy. I just want to do some business with you, that’s all. Lady to lady.”
    â€œI guess I can use a little something to eat, but can you stop me off to Walgreens to get some cigarettes?”
    I started my car. “Whatever you need, ma.”

15
BREE
    â€œB aby, who was that?” Kashawn asked as he took me from behind, kissing along the nape of my neck.
    â€œUm…it was Tangela. She asked if I wanted to have a girl’s night out tonight. I told her I would call her back and let her know for sure.” I felt terrible lying to Kashawn. I’d told so many lies to cover the truth, I had lost count. “I wouldn’t object to spending a quiet Saturday night with my man.”
    â€œBaby, I have so much work to catch up on here. You should go. It’s better than sitting around the house.”
    â€œWell, you want me to bring you some dinner